Trapped in Silence

Emily/Shenaya's POV

I paced around in my suite, staring at my phone. I’d been distracted for days now, I was unable to shake off the fact that I hadn’t seen Andrew ever since that night he kissed me. The week had been hectic but at times like this, Andrew was always there for me for the preparation of the Paris Fashion Week. Ethan had travelled out of the country for an important business meeting but he would be back before the event. Aiden had gone back to Rome to check how things were going over there. He couldn’t let them be vulnerable, but he had been sending roses and sweet notes from Rome.

After pacing for what seemed like an eternity, I finally mustered the courage to dial his number.

The phone rang twice before Andrew picked up.

"What's up?" Andrew’s familiar voice echoed through the phone, he was as casual as ever.

I immediately felt a mix of relief and annoyance. I couldn’t hide the irritation in my tone.

"Where have you been? Are you mad at me?" Andrew's pause on the other